Hidden Blade Chapter 128: Enter the tower

In a dilapidated wooden house in Kutou Alley, Henghuangcheng.

Yuan Xiucheng in a crow-blue gown sat at the wooden table. He stretched out one hand, tapped his slender fingers on the wooden table, making a rhythmic sound, while holding a cup of tea in the other hand. A cup, a leisurely look and a slow drink.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at the wooden table.

At that time, black figures suddenly appeared, appearing around the wooden table like ghosts.

Those figures are all wrapped in deep darkness, and they can’t see their appearance at all. Even the figures themselves are shaking, bright and dark. It seems that what exists here is not a real physical body, but a path from unknown. How far is the projection.

Yuan Xiucheng, who was sitting in his seat, squinted his eyes and looked at the silhouettes. He counted them down, a total of eight.

The ten temples of the Senluo Temple, Yama, except for the special existence that has always been involved in the matter, all are present at this moment.

"Everyone came to the cold house, but it is to make this shabby room shine!" Yuan Xiucheng stood up at that time and said with an eager smile.

But the eight figures didn't even pay attention to what he meant, and they did it all at that time.

There was silence in the wooden house, which made the smiling Yuan Xiucheng a little embarrassed.

However, he quickly recovered from this state. He smirked, sat back, and said: "Since everyone is here, let's start."

Speaking, Yuan Xiucheng clapped his hands suddenly, a light suddenly lit up on the wooden wall behind him, and several lights and shadows were projected on it at that time.

At that time, the dark shadows cast their gazes on one of the light and shadows. Those were the elites they found and sent to this town's magic tower, and they were also the ultimate move to capture the blood of the demon king.

And whoever chooses the faction can successfully do this, then for them, there will naturally be countless benefits.

Thinking of this, these high-ranking and powerful people who control the lifeblood of a state or almost a country have flames in their eyes, eagerly staring at the people of their own faction.

Naturally, Yuan Xiucheng is no exception. He squinted his eyes and looked at Xu Han in the projection of time, the light flickering in his narrow eyes.

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After a flash of light, Xu Han noticed that the scenery in front of him had changed, and he had come to a dim place.

Here is a gray area, the air is full of dust, and the sky is not visible. There is a piece of yellow sand at the foot, and the surrounding area is full of huge stones scattered on the ground, some with obvious smooth lines after being cut by sharp tools, and from time to time there are waves of howlings that resemble beasts and not beasts in the distance. Like a scream, but also like a roar.

Is this the Devil’s Tower?

Xu Han secretly said in his heart that he was unaware that he was a little surprised. The Demon Town Tower looked less than ten meters in size, and those who entered the Demon Town Tower, including those who joined the sword holder, were three to four hundred. Ju, but at this moment there is no human figure around him, and there is no trace of the "tower" in the place where he is located. On the contrary, it is more like a barren desert somewhere.

Xu Han has a new understanding of this so-called Demon Suppression Tower in his heart.

He can't imagine how powerful a world can be to build such a world, and even more can't imagine how powerful the demon king who needs to be suppressed with such a thing is?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but touched his right arm, thinking to himself, maybe he knew his right arm too shallowly.

But this is obviously not a good time to delve into this matter.

Thinking about this, he has to move forward when he steps forward. After all, this is still the first level. According to Nan Gongjing, the higher the level of demon power, the purer the demon power. Everyone can obtain the demon power. Under limited circumstances, it is obvious that going to the top to capture the demon power is the most profitable way.

I don't know where Brother Yan and Ziyu landed, but these two people have always been alert as long as they don't conflict with those people.

According to Nan Gongjing, the entrance to each level of the town’s magic tower is at the center of the upper level. Generally speaking, the phantoms there are the most concentrated. Xu Han has never seen a phantom, but he also listened to it. It can be concluded that the biggest problem bothering the monks should be how to cross the center of the magical magic to reach the next level.

However, such worries were suppressed after Xu Han urged the sword intent in his body to rush for breath.

Because he discovered something that confuses him more than his previous worries-he is lost.

There is no sun in this world, and the whole world is shrouded in a misty atmosphere. He couldn't tell the direction, let alone where he was, how to get to the so-called central zone, which became the biggest problem that bothered Xu Han.

Although there is no time limit for the time spent in the Demon Suppression Tower, as long as the formation in this tower does not detect that the demon power you absorb exceeds the limit you can bear, in theory, you can stay forever Stay here.

But in fact, the devil’s tower in this town is desolate, and there is nothing to eat, and the dry food Xu Han brings is probably only the situation he has for a few days, although it is based on his physical strength and cultivation. Even if he doesn't eat anything for a month, it won't bring much harm to his life, but the long-term hunger will inevitably affect his combat power, and will bring some inestimable variables to his follow-up plan. In addition, now that he came to the Demon Suppression Tower, Xu Han naturally planned to obtain some original demon power, and his goal must be the pure original demon power possessed by the upper-level phantoms, and these were destined to be the goals of many cultivators.

It should be noted that as the number of layers increases, the power of the phantom monster's cultivation base increases, and the original demon power contained in the phantom monster becomes stronger, but the number is reduced geometrically. For example, the number of low-level phantoms in the first layer is probably 100,000, while those at the top level contain only five fingers. Therefore, if too much time was delayed at the bottom, I am afraid that by the time Xu Han rushed there, those illusions would have been slaughtered by these cultivators.

But even if I understand these truths~IndoMTL.com~Xu Han also has no good solutions.

He can only look for one direction and run fast, trying to find a margin, or if he is lucky enough, he can find the clues to the center. After all, those phantoms are all generated by the monster's demon power, and the demon power fluctuations in the center area are bound to be much stronger than ordinary places.

It's just that Xu Han ran away again for about half an hour, but still got nothing. I haven’t even met half of the phantoms, and on the first floor of this town’s magic tower, the existence of phantoms should be extremely common. I haven’t seen one after such a long time, so the only explanation is that Xu Han is very unfortunate. Don’t lose it to the edge of the town’s magic tower...

Thinking about this, Xu Han couldn't help feeling a little depressed. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, but he didn't have too much self-pity thoughts. On the contrary, he fully urged the sword intent in his body at that time, and hurried on the road at full speed.

But at this moment, two figures suddenly appeared in front of him.

It was a man and a woman. After seeing the appearance of the two, Xu Han couldn't help but become a little weird.

He muttered: "Why is it her?"